[There've been a number of nights when he'd slept in Agreas's bed before...so that in itself is nothing new. Of course...every time before now, when he'd opened his eyes...he'd been alone, and everything had gone back to way it always had before. Waking up now, Elijah's body feels like it's been through hell and back- like he might not be able to move again for a whole week. But somehow...in the best way possible. The obvious answer is one he knows already- because he's never been able to really satisfy himself when he'd gone through heat before. Not....until last night, of course. And that's because he isn't waking up alone this time.
Really, it's not even a surprise that he'd made a complete embarrassment of himself...he always feels somewhat humiliated whenever he goes through heat- it's impossible not to for him. But it's alright. It's alright because if there's anyone he's going to humiliate himself in front of, it's Agreas. And there's no question that he'd enjoyed every second of it too, no matter how much of a shock it feels like, and no matter how suddenly it'd happened. Maybe a part of it was instincts, but...
But even waking up now- even being jolted awake and having all of those memories flood back in an instant- Elijah doesn't regret it in the slightest. Even that thought in itself doesn't surprise him. But...his thoughts on Agreas in a situation like this- he's never been entirely clear on, has he? And when he sees the other sitting up, he knows that he can't just keep his thoughts completely to himself anymore.
It takes some effort, but he manages to prop himself up on one elbow- slowly reaching the other hand out to gently press his fingertips against Agreas's bare arm. They slide softly over his skin- trying to make it obvious that he's not upset- curling around it.]
What...?
[His voice comes out soft- mostly because he's still exhausted and he'd only just woken up. But it's partially on purpose too. Because it's obvious enough that Agreas seems distressed from the way he jolted out of bed, and the way he's burying his face in his hands. Elijah can venture a guess easily enough. It's not as if he's ever kept his opinions on alphas a secret from the other...Agreas is the one he's always turned to for help in the first place. Thinking about it now, there's no way Agreas wouldn't freak out in a situation like this.
But Elijah himself still sound remarkably calm. Because he is. The fact that he asked Agreas for help...that he confided in an alpha at all...and that he'd let an alpha see him at his most vulnerable time and time again...for Elijah, that's an incredible declaration of trust. Even asking another omega for help would've felt humiliating to him, let alone an alpha. Let alone someone who could take him at any given moment.
It's true that he'd told Agreas he trusted him to help, and that he trusted him not to do anything. But in doing so, he knew that no matter how hard the other guy tried to hold himself back, a day like this was inevitable. Elijah couldn't ever restrain himself, and he knew it wasn't easy for Agreas either, no matter how hard he fought against it. But...admitting that he could accept Agreas's help anyway...and that he could keep on returning for it again and again...it's as good as accepting Agreas into his life already anyway.
And now that he's lying here now- he knows he was right. He feels completely at peace with it...There's no one else who knows him like Agreas knows him. There's no one else who goes so far to help him...who respects him, despite what they both are...There's no one else he can trust the way he trusts Agreas. And...he knows for absolute certain now, there's no one else he'd rather spend the rest of his life with.
So Elijah very softly tugs on Agreas again- urging his friend to turn back around and face him. He doesn't say anything else just yet, but he knows exactly what he will when he can look Agreas in the eyes.]
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Really, it's not even a surprise that he'd made a complete embarrassment of himself...he always feels somewhat humiliated whenever he goes through heat- it's impossible not to for him. But it's alright. It's alright because if there's anyone he's going to humiliate himself in front of, it's Agreas. And there's no question that he'd enjoyed every second of it too, no matter how much of a shock it feels like, and no matter how suddenly it'd happened. Maybe a part of it was instincts, but...
But even waking up now- even being jolted awake and having all of those memories flood back in an instant- Elijah doesn't regret it in the slightest. Even that thought in itself doesn't surprise him. But...his thoughts on Agreas in a situation like this- he's never been entirely clear on, has he? And when he sees the other sitting up, he knows that he can't just keep his thoughts completely to himself anymore.
It takes some effort, but he manages to prop himself up on one elbow- slowly reaching the other hand out to gently press his fingertips against Agreas's bare arm. They slide softly over his skin- trying to make it obvious that he's not upset- curling around it.]
What...?
[His voice comes out soft- mostly because he's still exhausted and he'd only just woken up. But it's partially on purpose too. Because it's obvious enough that Agreas seems distressed from the way he jolted out of bed, and the way he's burying his face in his hands. Elijah can venture a guess easily enough. It's not as if he's ever kept his opinions on alphas a secret from the other...Agreas is the one he's always turned to for help in the first place. Thinking about it now, there's no way Agreas wouldn't freak out in a situation like this.
But Elijah himself still sound remarkably calm. Because he is. The fact that he asked Agreas for help...that he confided in an alpha at all...and that he'd let an alpha see him at his most vulnerable time and time again...for Elijah, that's an incredible declaration of trust. Even asking another omega for help would've felt humiliating to him, let alone an alpha. Let alone someone who could take him at any given moment.
It's true that he'd told Agreas he trusted him to help, and that he trusted him not to do anything. But in doing so, he knew that no matter how hard the other guy tried to hold himself back, a day like this was inevitable. Elijah couldn't ever restrain himself, and he knew it wasn't easy for Agreas either, no matter how hard he fought against it. But...admitting that he could accept Agreas's help anyway...and that he could keep on returning for it again and again...it's as good as accepting Agreas into his life already anyway.
And now that he's lying here now- he knows he was right. He feels completely at peace with it...There's no one else who knows him like Agreas knows him. There's no one else who goes so far to help him...who respects him, despite what they both are...There's no one else he can trust the way he trusts Agreas. And...he knows for absolute certain now, there's no one else he'd rather spend the rest of his life with.
So Elijah very softly tugs on Agreas again- urging his friend to turn back around and face him. He doesn't say anything else just yet, but he knows exactly what he will when he can look Agreas in the eyes.]